So much spilled blood of many hues! My nostrils flare at the metallic stench.

So much decadent violence! ‘Tis a carnage the likes of which even Aesma would be proud.

So many fine and valuable teapots being smashed underfoot…my soul bleeds at the sight.

Do none of these belligerent fools understand the importance of avoiding collateral damage? Kill your foe with precision, then you may take all that is worth from his corpse and not bolted down in the general vacinity!

YISUN damn it, Krismayana, I thought we had agreed on this! I’ll gladly defeat you if that’s what you truly wish, but I told you I had a matter of honor to settle with Kierinsaval first. He’s literally right there! You just have to fight someone other than the two of us, and it’s not like you aren’t spoiled for choice in that regard!

I expected that an agreement would be honored. I have no issue with dispatching Krismayana, but by the time that I have ended his little interruption I do believe that Kierinsaval will have found himself freshly occupied, and I shall be likewise engaged shortly after, and an opportunity will be lost for no reason but one fool’s bullheadedness.

He is overcome with bloodlust, dear INGSVLD. You know how little the shallow oaths and weak promises of mortal men matter when they can hear a heartbeat just crying out to be stopped. Assuming that hypocephalic body of yours has a heart, of course…

We are the children of the white flame, that is who. If you have no aspiration to be anything but a tool, then feel free to abandon all pretense of dignity and join the Belligerents. I’m sure they would welcome you with open arms. Or arm, as the case may be.

Such battles of supremacy are beyond mortal ken. for most of us here below it is the more humble battle of being first to reply to the first of the comments. It is with disciples apprentices and acolytes that we struggle

I wonder if in their zeal to gain power they realize they broke into a high powered tyrant’s palace and started wrecking her property? Hehehe, it’s going to be real funny when mottom shows and reduces them all to mere shrubbery.

It also appears that our favorite gun witch has learned not to get right in the middle of the melee this time, however impressive her close-quarters shooting may be. She may yet survive the encounter.

Also, I’m noticing that both the guards’ rifles and Layla’s sub-machine guns have a white muzzle flash. That suggests to me either something mystical, or a much more energetic propellant than mere nitrocellulose.

Pro’ly because a gun isn’t a melee weapon and survival means not letting someone kill you. Survival isn’t the prize here, so sitting back a bit would be prudent for ANY fighter. Later you’d be fighting the victors, but they’d be tired.

In truth, there really is no such thing as a gun/sword fight: if you’re close in, it’s a sword vs. idiot fight, and if you’re far apart, it’s a gun v. idiot fight.

By YISUN, this is a surprise – this painting blocks blades exceptionally well! If I survive this ball, I really should ask who the artist is! Some of their finely wrought pieces, scattered about my home, would be invaluable when mother comes over for tea.

The mantis being held by the baby is freed but finds a new foe. I notice everyone paying special care towards the teapots, perhaps the property damage will be much less than the casualties would imply.

You underestimate the Forge-Abbesses of the Gun Witch’s order! While such technology is forbidden in throne and nigh-impossible to transport through the void without knowledge of the greatest arts, a talented or determined enough practitioner will find a way.

If mere copper-washed steel is an effective weapon when faced with so many exotic foes than maybe our pitiful earth won’t do so bad when the time truly comes to “throw-down”, assuming Al-Ysun can handle Jagganoth and the thorns.

In a the billion Creations across the multiverse, one will find a multitide of weapons most strange and bizzare. Such a machinery for example, pales in front the Essence cannons and other weapons of war in my home.

24 slaughters the sinners and saints alike and forces nonbelievers into heaven because it is refined cruelty

Oh. My. Goodness. Abbadon, you spoil us so richly. I am especially fond of the giant Mukade looming over Alison. But I can’t help but wonder, what’s the status of our darling Kool-Aid Baby? He’s (she’s?) such a cute widdle thing. Perhaps the queen’s guard have been enlisted in a diaper change just off panel?

I like the sleepy-eyed grey-green person: I note that the Illuminati are represented. Owners of collectible Queen Mottom portraits will be pleased to see their property gain value, due to rapid decrease in supply. It’s sad about the crockery.

They are all fools. AL-YIS-UN can, and will, survive whatever you attempt to do to her. There’s a reason why I call them the brigade of 108 idiots. I’m an ebon devil and I’m not stupid enough to even consider fighting her because I know that I will lose. I’ve seen what she can do to both an ebon devil and a demiurge.

Is the clown faced fighter a reference to the Harlequins from Warhammer 40k?
Is the wickedly curved sickle-like weapon being wielded by the fish person in the bottom right of the first panel a reference to the Shadowstaff from the Dragonlance campaign setting for D&D?